<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500173925714543011</id><updated>2012-01-03T18:06:30.820+02:00</updated><category term='vama veche'/><category term='test de personalitate'/><category term='romana'/><category term='copilarie'/><category term='atestate'/><category term='drepturi'/><category term='mancare'/><category term='amintiri'/><category term='pitzi'/><category term='gradina botanica'/><category term='anul nou'/><category term='personale'/><category term='alocatie'/><category term='hacked'/><category term='muzica'/><category term='morcovi'/><category term='citate'/><category term='mircea badea'/><category term='aberatii'/><category term='cocncurs'/><category term='filme'/><category term='medicina'/><category term='examen'/><category term='Bacovia'/><category term='interpretare'/><title type='text'>blog-sec</title><subtitle type='html'>..::aberatii::..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>BLonda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776109759867582414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>54</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500173925714543011.post-3853031799915403207</id><published>2011-11-21T11:20:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T11:20:53.850+02:00</updated><title type='text'>pielea de gaina</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="bodytext" style="background-color: white; color: #707173; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.333em; padding-bottom: 0px !important; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Pielea de găină, numită, în termeni medicali,&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;cutis anserina&lt;/b&gt;, este este o reacţie întâlnită atât la animale, cât şi la oameni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La oameni, poate fi produsă de emoţiile puternice, de anumite zgomote şi chiar de amintiri cu o mare încărcătură emoţională. Însă, în general, este o reacţie la frig sau teamă.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pielea de găină, este, de fapt, un reflex ca şi tusea, strănutul, clipitul, etc. Specialiştii îi spun reflex pilomotor sau horipilaţie. El porneşte de la sistemul nervos simpatic, responsabil cu starea de alertă.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prin intermediul terminaţiilor nervoase, comanda ajunge la mici muşchi localizaţi la baza firului de păr. Aceştia se contractă, formând acele bobiţe vizibile pe piele şi trag firul în sus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probabil ca ai observat pielea de găină care îţi apare pe antebraţe şi pe picioare. Dar ea poate să apară oriunde avem păr, inclusiv pe faţă sau pe scalp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acelaşi mecanism este întâlnit la pisicile care „se zbârlesc” în faţa duşmanului, la aricii care îşi ridică ţepii pentru apărare, dar şi la alte mamifere, inclusiv maimuţe. Firele de păr ridicate fac animalul să pară mai mare, deci mai fioros în faţa adversarului. Pe de altă parte, între aceste fire de păr rămâne prins aerul cald, care „izolează” corpul, protejându-l de frig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pentru că noi, oamenii, nu avem la fel de mult păr ca alte animale sau ca strămoşii noştrii, reflexul pilomotor nu ne mai foloseşte la nimic. Nu ne ajută nici să ne încălzim, nici să părem mai mari in faţa duşmanilor. Însă el se manifestă în continuare şi când ne e teamă şi când ne e frig.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="bodytext" style="background-color: white; color: #707173; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.333em; padding-bottom: 0px !important; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De aceea, specialiştii îl numesc reflex vestigial, adică este o „rămăşiţă” a unui reflex ce avea odată o funcţie importantă.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;În ciuda numelui pe care l-a primit această reacţie, găinile nu pot avea „piele de găină” pentru că nu au păr. În schimb, pe pielea lor se observă acele „bobiţe” care rămân chiar şi când penele au fost smulse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dacă, în general, pielea de găină este un reflex perfect normal, uneori poate fi semnul unei afecţiuni a sistemului nervos sau a creierului. Dacă adesea te trezeşti cu piele de găină fără vreun motiv anume, poate că n-ar fi rău să consulţi un medic. De asemenea, reflexul pilomotor este frecvent întâlnit la dependenţii de droguri aflaţi în sevraj.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sursa:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.unica.ro/detalii-articole/articole/pielea-de-gaina-3207.html#ixzz1eKWRWL4H" style="color: #003399; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; text-decoration: none;"&gt;De ce ţi se face „pielea de găină” : Sănătate : Unica&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6500173925714543011-3853031799915403207?l=franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/feeds/3853031799915403207/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6500173925714543011&amp;postID=3853031799915403207' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/3853031799915403207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/3853031799915403207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/2011/11/pielea-de-gaina.html' title='pielea de gaina'/><author><name>BLonda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776109759867582414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500173925714543011.post-2624692121816330845</id><published>2011-11-16T23:48:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T23:52:59.343+02:00</updated><title type='text'>imi e dor</title><content type='html'>Imi e dor sa trec mana prin parul tau.&lt;br /&gt;Imi e dor sa vad cum ma privesti.&lt;br /&gt;Imi e dor sa privesc in gol si sa imi imaginez cum ma imbratisezi.&lt;br /&gt;Imi e dor de ochii tai calzi, de mana ta protectoare, de felul in care imi vorbeai si de felul in care ma strigai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imi e dor doar de acestea. Acestea raman, ca o floare presata intre paginile unui dictionar, pentru a fi privite cu caldura atunci cand povestea a luat de mult sfarsit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6500173925714543011-2624692121816330845?l=franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/feeds/2624692121816330845/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6500173925714543011&amp;postID=2624692121816330845' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/2624692121816330845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/2624692121816330845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/2011/11/imi-e-dor.html' title='imi e dor'/><author><name>BLonda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776109759867582414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500173925714543011.post-3073232712560992664</id><published>2011-10-10T15:22:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T23:10:07.586+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Nevoia de a scrie</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;Nevoia de a scrie este o nevoie reala. La un moment dat ar trebui inclusa in categoria viciilor. Periodic iti vine o pofta nebuna sa iti asterni gandurile pe hartie, in cazul nostru pe o pagina fictiva, pentru ca cineva sa le poata vedea, sa le poata auzi, pentru ca cineva sa vada ceea ce gandestu tu, cum gandesti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;De mult, tare de mult, exista...o mica fata, ce scria...necontenit, ganduri, povesti, fictiune, realitate, negandindu-se la implicatiile textelor sale, la interpretarile ce apoi s-ar putea face pe marginea textelor. Ea doar scria! Era libera. Era sincera. Impartasea fara zgarcenie din experientele sale astfel incat si altii sa aiba acces la "viata". A cui?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parul balai, ochii ingandurati, privea cerul albastru cutat de norii trecatori visand la un viitor ce parea sa fie intangibil si totusi atat de aproape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ea scria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scria tot ceea ce ii strafulgera mintea, tot ceea ce o amuza si tot ceea ce o durea. Selectivitate 0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La un moment dat ea s-a indragostit. Sa recunoasca..nicidecum! De ce ? Nici ea nu stia exact. Era prea mica pentru a cunoaste iubirea. De firca nu a cunoscut-o la vremea aceea. Pacat. Baiatul o iubea. O iubea mult. Asa i-a fost dat. Poate ca era prea devreme pentru ea. Totul trebuia sa inceapa mai tarziu, mult mai tarziu. Pacat..sau oare nu? Cine ar sti?Cine ar putea sti ar trebui intrebat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ea atunci a asternut pe hartie tot ceea ce a simtit. Inca de pe atunci s-a gandit ca s-ar putea sa ii fie de folos pe mai tarziu insemnarile. Si asa a fost. Ce a constata ea? Ca maturitatea inloc sa fie castigata a fost pierduta cu vremea. Ca prima ei iubire a fost cea mai sincera. Pacat ca nu a inteles-o cum a trebuit atunci.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6500173925714543011-3073232712560992664?l=franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/feeds/3073232712560992664/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6500173925714543011&amp;postID=3073232712560992664' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/3073232712560992664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/3073232712560992664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/2011/10/nevoia-de-scrie.html' title='Nevoia de a scrie'/><author><name>BLonda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776109759867582414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500173925714543011.post-7197687680995952425</id><published>2011-09-21T21:45:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T21:46:45.362+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Argentina</title><content type='html'>Argentina.Huuuug.&lt;br /&gt;Argentina.Telenovele.&lt;br /&gt;Drame.Dulcegarii.Spaniola.Argentina!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;You spin my head right round, right round!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I want to break free...oh how I want to break free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Si nu poti, si nu poti..Argentinaaaaaaaaaa. :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6500173925714543011-7197687680995952425?l=franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/feeds/7197687680995952425/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6500173925714543011&amp;postID=7197687680995952425' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/7197687680995952425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/7197687680995952425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/2011/09/argentina.html' title='Argentina'/><author><name>BLonda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776109759867582414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500173925714543011.post-6351442480150980914</id><published>2011-09-19T11:40:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T11:40:47.534+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Vise.Visuri.</title><content type='html'>Vise fara noima. Vise cu noima.Vise cu dorinte. Vise cu temeri.Visuri obsesive. Visuri repetitive.Vise reale, palpabile, tangibile.Visuri prosteti, irealizabile.Important e sa visezi!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6500173925714543011-6351442480150980914?l=franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/feeds/6351442480150980914/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6500173925714543011&amp;postID=6351442480150980914' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/6351442480150980914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/6351442480150980914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/2011/09/visevisuri.html' title='Vise.Visuri.'/><author><name>BLonda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776109759867582414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500173925714543011.post-1356029982467861280</id><published>2011-09-13T21:23:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T21:30:47.234+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Amestec.</title><content type='html'>Acasa. Mireasma. Chin. Cerneala. Raza. Lumina. Aer. Eliberare. Ironie. Mister. Aberatie. Tacere. Liniste. Linistire. Simplitate. Tot. Intreg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bulversare. Amestec. Neintelegeri. Amuzament. Ilar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De ce? De aia.&lt;br /&gt;Cand? Acum.&lt;br /&gt;Unde? Acasa.&lt;br /&gt;De unde? De peste tot.&lt;br /&gt;Cum? In toate formele.&lt;br /&gt;Pana cand? Pana cand ma plictisesc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Splendoare.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6500173925714543011-1356029982467861280?l=franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/feeds/1356029982467861280/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6500173925714543011&amp;postID=1356029982467861280' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/1356029982467861280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/1356029982467861280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/2011/09/amestec.html' title='Amestec.'/><author><name>BLonda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776109759867582414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500173925714543011.post-184982137207204294</id><published>2011-09-05T15:42:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T15:56:50.622+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Vara</title><content type='html'>Ce inseamna sa te cunosti pe tine? &lt;br /&gt;Cred ca am dibuit eu raspunsul la intrebarea asta...nu inseamna nimic!&lt;br /&gt;De mult incerc sa imi pregatesc un "speeach" pentru momentul in care voi fi intrebata "cum te-ai descrie in x cuvinte?". Am avut cateva variante. Problema majora era ca variantele se schimbau radical de la o zi la alta. Dupa ce observi ca se intampla asta incepi sa iti pui intrebari...de ce pana la varsta asta nu imi cunosc coloana vertebrala? I'm dammaged. Nu! Circumstantele dicteaza de cele mai multe ori reactiile in anumite situatii fixe. Ele sunt cele mai importante. O modificare a lor chiar si cu 1% poate schimba o reactie la 180 de grade. Este foarte ciudat.&lt;br /&gt;Vara aceasta se anunta monotona...Spre surprinderea mea s-a dovedit una frumoasa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am fost 2 saptamani la mare!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mai bine de atat se poate?:)) Evident ca da! 3 saptamani ar fi ideal...de fapt mint. Toata vara ar fi ideal. Iar mint! Daca as trai la mare ar fi ideal! Gata! Asta e concluzia finala. Inca nu am renuntat la ideea de a-mi construi/cumpara o casa pe plaja.&lt;br /&gt;Noua destinatie? Spania. Trebuie sa ma apuc de invatat spaniola.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6500173925714543011-184982137207204294?l=franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/feeds/184982137207204294/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6500173925714543011&amp;postID=184982137207204294' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/184982137207204294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/184982137207204294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/2011/09/vara.html' title='Vara'/><author><name>BLonda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776109759867582414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500173925714543011.post-1617228156552730222</id><published>2011-09-03T11:18:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T11:29:27.984+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Winner</title><content type='html'>  The winner takes it all, the looser standing small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/92cwKCU8Z5c?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6500173925714543011-1617228156552730222?l=franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/feeds/1617228156552730222/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6500173925714543011&amp;postID=1617228156552730222' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/1617228156552730222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/1617228156552730222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/2011/09/winner.html' title='The Winner'/><author><name>BLonda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776109759867582414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/92cwKCU8Z5c/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500173925714543011.post-1542850220089895152</id><published>2011-08-30T14:38:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T16:08:03.308+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Iris</title><content type='html'>Verse 1 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'd give up forever to touch you &lt;br /&gt;Cause I know that you feel me somehow &lt;br /&gt;You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be &lt;br /&gt;And I don't want to go home right now &lt;br /&gt;Verse 2 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all I can taste is this moment &lt;br /&gt;And all I can breathe is your life &lt;br /&gt;Cause sooner or later it's over &lt;br /&gt;I just don't want to miss you tonight &lt;br /&gt;Chorus &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want the world to see me &lt;br /&gt;Cause I don't think that they'd understand &lt;br /&gt;When everything's made to be broken &lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am &lt;br /&gt;Verse 3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming &lt;br /&gt;Or the moment of truth in your lies &lt;br /&gt;When everything seems like the movies &lt;br /&gt;Yeah you bleed just to know your alive &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want the world to see me &lt;br /&gt;Cause I don't think that they'd understand &lt;br /&gt;When everything's made to be broken &lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am &lt;br /&gt;Chorus &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want the world to see me &lt;br /&gt;Cause I don't think that they'd understand &lt;br /&gt;When everything's made to be broken &lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am &lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am &lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am &lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6500173925714543011-1542850220089895152?l=franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/feeds/1542850220089895152/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6500173925714543011&amp;postID=1542850220089895152' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/1542850220089895152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/1542850220089895152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/2011/08/iris.html' title='Iris'/><author><name>BLonda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776109759867582414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500173925714543011.post-1503074399587747074</id><published>2011-07-29T18:23:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T18:34:17.245+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Punct.</title><content type='html'>Relaxare. Cafea. Nici o grija. Gandurile se plimba libere jucandu-se cu razele soarelui. Verdele le imbraca. Galbenul le impodobeste. Albastrul le mangaie. Rosul le infioara. Vara.Miros de flori. Miros de prospetime. Libertate. Margini infinite rasfrante la capatul imaginatiei. Vacanta. Fericire!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6500173925714543011-1503074399587747074?l=franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/feeds/1503074399587747074/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6500173925714543011&amp;postID=1503074399587747074' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/1503074399587747074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/1503074399587747074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/2011/07/punct.html' title='Punct.'/><author><name>BLonda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776109759867582414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500173925714543011.post-2014339487899616653</id><published>2011-06-26T09:49:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T09:58:40.156+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aberatii'/><title type='text'>Un laptic pentru cafea</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;           Un laptic pentru cafea potrivit poate sa faca minuni. Te poate  bine-dispune. Micile tabieturi impodobesc o zi ce se poate anunta monotona.  Un laptic pentru cafea potrivit te poate face sa zamesti, te poate face  sa iti amintesti de o melodie care iti placea odata, sa iti readuca in  prim plan mirosul teiului si mirosul de vara, Mirosul de vacanta care  acum se identifica cu sesiunea.&lt;br /&gt;           A fost odata 15 iunie. 15 iunie semnifica sfarsitul anului scolar si  inceputul vacantei de vara. Semnifica inceputul diminetilor dupa ora 11  si noptile albe incheiate cu un cascat irepresibil la 6 dimineata. 15  iunie anunta mare, soare si umbrelute intr-un pahar colorat.&lt;br /&gt;           Astazi 15 iunie anunta inceputul sesiunii, inceputul noptilor dormite iepureste din cauza stressului si zilelor calduroase in care trebuie sa te concentrezi sa "mai citesti si capitolul asta"&lt;br /&gt;             Mirosul "de vara" capata un alt sens.&lt;br /&gt;            Totusi..un laptic pentru cafea potrivit te poate face sa uiti pentru cateva momente de realitate.&lt;br /&gt;           Un laptic pentru cafea potrivit iti poate readuce "mirosul de vara" in prim plan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6500173925714543011-2014339487899616653?l=franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/feeds/2014339487899616653/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6500173925714543011&amp;postID=2014339487899616653' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/2014339487899616653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/2014339487899616653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/2011/06/un-laptic-pentru-cafea.html' title='Un laptic pentru cafea'/><author><name>BLonda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776109759867582414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500173925714543011.post-8938568305109675018</id><published>2011-02-21T15:04:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T15:15:07.364+02:00</updated><title type='text'>17 vs 21</title><content type='html'>Si totusi limitele nu sunt bine precizate ca de altfel nici etiologia. mai degraba e una virulenta dupa caracterul rapid de diseminare...nu ar trebui sa fie bacteriana? sau parazitara? sa intre..sa se implanteze lent fara a declansa un raspuns imun rapid. iar cand boala se dezvlota sa nu realizezi unde i-a fost inceputul...care a fost agentul declansator. si totusi stii ca te vei imblonavi, dar nu te poti abtine, de parca ai fi programat in avans pentru asa ceva&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6500173925714543011-8938568305109675018?l=franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/feeds/8938568305109675018/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6500173925714543011&amp;postID=8938568305109675018' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/8938568305109675018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/8938568305109675018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/2011/02/17-vs-21.html' title='17 vs 21'/><author><name>BLonda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776109759867582414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500173925714543011.post-8490962462117342185</id><published>2010-05-05T00:55:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T01:03:59.372+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gradina botanica'/><title type='text'>este un loc in bucuresti ...</title><content type='html'>Este un loc in Bucurresti unde simti ca nu esti in oras si acela se numeste Gradina Botanica. Intrarea este doar 2 lei cu carnetul de student sau elev si poti gusta putin din magia pajistilor, a muntelui, a linistii de la tara etc. Parca pasesti intr-o lume de poveste, unde ceea ce este real pluteste ca aerul cald deasupra noastra lasandu-ne sa ne afundam in lumea visarii. Cum am descoperit eu acest loc? Mergeam intr0o zi de la Eroilor sper Grozavesti pe jos si la un moment dat m-am oprit in fata unei porti inchise.  In spatele ei se putea deslusi un peisaj inca virgin. Poate si poarta incuiata i-a sporit aura de mister a "gradinii interzise" , fapgt care m-a determinat sa vreau si eu sa pasesc in taramul povestilor ce mi le citea mama inainte sa adorm.&lt;br /&gt;        Nu pot sa spun prea multe, dar ideea e ca trebuie sa o vizitati neaaparatm nu veti regreta ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6500173925714543011-8490962462117342185?l=franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/feeds/8490962462117342185/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6500173925714543011&amp;postID=8490962462117342185' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/8490962462117342185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/8490962462117342185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/2010/05/este-un-loc-in-bucuresti.html' title='este un loc in bucuresti ...'/><author><name>BLonda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776109759867582414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500173925714543011.post-3980579330706071266</id><published>2010-01-28T02:03:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T02:04:42.458+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Jane Eyre</title><content type='html'>&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://img.kudika.ro/js/quiz/7749/7749_b.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6500173925714543011-3980579330706071266?l=franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/feeds/3980579330706071266/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6500173925714543011&amp;postID=3980579330706071266' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/3980579330706071266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/3980579330706071266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/2010/01/jane-eyre.html' title='Jane Eyre'/><author><name>BLonda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776109759867582414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500173925714543011.post-4406750787617112242</id><published>2010-01-13T17:41:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T17:50:40.697+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medicina'/><title type='text'>misto</title><content type='html'>misto. ce filozofie, ce nemurirea sufletului, ce norisori roz. nu. totul e clar. simptomul asta plus asta = boala asta sau asta. nici nu iti vine sa faci filozofie, chiar daca ianinte o faceai cu drag. facultatea iti spune ca trebuie sa stii asta si asta. inveti bine, nu...iarasi bine :)) nu prea iti mai stimuleaza ceva creierul atat de mult cum o afcea matematica sau fizica. poate doar fiziologia sa aiba o urma de asa ceva...in rest..trebuie sa stii asta si asta. Daca vrei in plus te documentezi, daca nu vrei in plus...stai linistit ca oricum nu iti cere nimeni :)) Singurele probleme care ti le mai faci si intrebari ce ti le mai pui sunt reduse doar la..eu din ce carte invat..si cam atat. in rest..invata..ca sa nu iti vina un bolnav si tu sa te uiti la el ca la masini straine :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o alta chestie misto la facultatea asta e..taxa. da taxa...imensa dupa parerea mea, mica dupa cei din vest. mi se pare aberant sa platesti 6000 lei ca sa frecventezi niste cursuri...pe de alta parte..iti dau posibilitatea sa faci facultatea la ei si au tot dreptul :)) dar de ce o taxa atat de mare cand in rezidentiat oricum te plateste prost. 700 (salariul de rezident/luna) x 12=8400...intr-un an de rezidentiat iti scoti un an de taxa..asta daca mananci pietre si dormi in cutii de carton :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6500173925714543011-4406750787617112242?l=franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/feeds/4406750787617112242/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6500173925714543011&amp;postID=4406750787617112242' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/4406750787617112242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/4406750787617112242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/2010/01/misto.html' title='misto'/><author><name>BLonda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776109759867582414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500173925714543011.post-2720637641051263092</id><published>2009-09-19T02:04:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T02:11:07.635+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='copilarie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amintiri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aberatii'/><title type='text'>copilarie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Este oare o copilarie sa vrei sa te simti copil ori de cate ori pasesti pe "taramul" unde ai crescut? si ce se intampla atunci cand locul acela e total schimbat, lipsind-i amprenta ce tu cu grija si mare straduinta i-ai dat-o odata? Parca ti-ai pierdut identitatea..pentru ca intotdeauna aveai impresia ca te poti intoarce Acolo ...iar vizualul iti va trezi amintiri. Si vizualul s-a pierdut. Nu mai exista. Mirosul? Nici atat. Parca a ta copilarie ramane blocata undeva. Parca i-ai pierdut cheia. Ce pot sa fac sa gasesc cheia...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6500173925714543011-2720637641051263092?l=franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/feeds/2720637641051263092/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6500173925714543011&amp;postID=2720637641051263092' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/2720637641051263092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/2720637641051263092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/2009/09/copilarie.html' title='copilarie'/><author><name>BLonda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776109759867582414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500173925714543011.post-8644677884558238846</id><published>2009-05-13T20:34:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T20:42:41.567+03:00</updated><title type='text'>ghiveci de ganduri</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;scriu..pentru ca observ ca nu am mai scris de mult. ma simt datoare sa scriu..si ma intreb de ce nu am mia scris...sincer nu stiu sa raspund la intrebare. am recitit blogul si am observat ca e un fel de jurnal online..oare asta am vrut sa fie de la inceput? :)) normal k nu. am vrut sa am si eu blog..sa fiu in rand cu lumea :P A trecut febra blogurilor din cate observ..sau eu nu o mai simt..nu stiu ..una din 2 :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;de canmd am ajuns la facultate am observat ca este imperios necesar sa imi deschid mailul cand ajung acasa. mail pe acre nu il citeam decat odata la 2 saptamani. acum..se schimba situatia. de asemenea am invatat ce inseamna un grup de yahoo..chiar am afcut si eu unul pentru seria mea..se dovedeste util numai in sesiune, dar macar se dovedeste util candva :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saptamana trecuta am fost voluntar in proiectul &lt;a href="http://www.ssmb.ro/"&gt;TransMed (SSMB). &lt;/a&gt;Pot afirma ca am descoperit multe locri in Bucuresti saptamana asta..locuri unde nu mai fusesem pana acum..si inca ceva! multe locuri cu intrare gratuita..locuri si lucruri interesante. Pe langa toate acestea am cunoscut oameni din multe colturi ale tarii si a fost foarte interesant sa discuti cu studenti din alte centre universitare de medicina din tara si sa afli despre cum fac ei medicina acolo si ce parere au despre facultatea din bucuresti. Eu una m-am distrat! A fost destul de obositor dar as mai merge odata :P Cand e urmatoarea editie?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6500173925714543011-8644677884558238846?l=franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/feeds/8644677884558238846/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6500173925714543011&amp;postID=8644677884558238846' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/8644677884558238846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/8644677884558238846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/2009/05/ghiveci-de-ganduri.html' title='ghiveci de ganduri'/><author><name>BLonda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776109759867582414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500173925714543011.post-6884339482211467497</id><published>2009-03-20T11:53:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T11:54:17.317+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='atestate'/><title type='text'>Vand atestate!</title><content type='html'>Vand atestat engleza "Roswell". Atestat informatica html "cofetarie online". 50 ron each ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6500173925714543011-6884339482211467497?l=franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/feeds/6884339482211467497/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6500173925714543011&amp;postID=6884339482211467497' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/6884339482211467497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/6884339482211467497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/2009/03/vand-atestate.html' title='Vand atestate!'/><author><name>BLonda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776109759867582414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500173925714543011.post-8539532039067345031</id><published>2009-01-05T11:56:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T12:04:31.927+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vama veche'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muzica'/><title type='text'>Vama Veche -Ana</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;demult, tare demult am iubit o mica fata&lt;br /&gt;e firesc mi-a placut era frumoasa&lt;br /&gt;ca o floare de zapada&lt;br /&gt;demult, tare demult&lt;br /&gt;ea imi daruia multa iubire&lt;br /&gt;si un suflet minunat&lt;br /&gt;si curat ca zapada cand se cerne&lt;br /&gt;era viata mea si se numea ANA?&lt;br /&gt;ce nume simplu...iar eu de-as fi stiut ce va urma&lt;br /&gt;fugem din calea sa&lt;br /&gt;dar am uitat ce am avut&lt;br /&gt;si am ajuns indiferent&lt;br /&gt;si am pierdut-o ca pe un fulg ce-n mana il pierzi cand s-a topit&lt;br /&gt;cand mi-am dat seama ca am ranit&lt;br /&gt;un suflet cald atata timp&lt;br /&gt;si c-am pierdut-o m-am intors ingenunchiat&lt;br /&gt;e prea tarziu...e prea tarziu...&lt;br /&gt;voi ce acum ma ascultati&lt;br /&gt;mai mediati si nu uitati&lt;br /&gt;ca-n dragoste indiferenta-i ce-a mai grea&lt;br /&gt;cu fiecare despartire&lt;br /&gt;o stea din cer se va desprinde&lt;br /&gt;iar eu voi sti ca atï facut greseala mea&lt;br /&gt;greseala mea&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aH5qxil8mgg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aH5qxil8mgg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6500173925714543011-8539532039067345031?l=franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/feeds/8539532039067345031/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6500173925714543011&amp;postID=8539532039067345031' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/8539532039067345031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/8539532039067345031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/2009/01/vama-veche-ana.html' title='Vama Veche -Ana'/><author><name>BLonda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776109759867582414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500173925714543011.post-7003318466626259749</id><published>2008-12-31T10:53:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T10:58:45.159+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='test de personalitate'/><title type='text'>Test de personalitate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://elaela.mypersonality.info" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img src="http://badges.mypersonality.info/badge/0/12/122135.png" alt="Click to view my Personality Profile page" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6500173925714543011-7003318466626259749?l=franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/feeds/7003318466626259749/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6500173925714543011&amp;postID=7003318466626259749' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/7003318466626259749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/7003318466626259749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/2008/12/test-de-personalitate.html' title='Test de personalitate'/><author><name>BLonda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776109759867582414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500173925714543011.post-2098167424085237441</id><published>2008-12-27T15:46:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T15:47:12.354+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mircea badea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mancare'/><title type='text'>Badea- Revista culinara</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YK9GeiSKJGc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YK9GeiSKJGc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6500173925714543011-2098167424085237441?l=franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/feeds/2098167424085237441/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6500173925714543011&amp;postID=2098167424085237441' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/2098167424085237441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/2098167424085237441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/2008/12/badea.html' title='Badea- Revista culinara'/><author><name>BLonda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776109759867582414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500173925714543011.post-384844089260335125</id><published>2008-12-27T12:53:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T13:36:25.442+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anul nou'/><title type='text'>Vine noul an...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;2009..il asteptam cu totii..sa fie mai bun, mai imbelsugat, sa ne aduca mai multe bucurii decat ne-a adus 2008, sa fim mai fericiti s.a.m.d. Intradevar, acum ca ma gandesc..2008 a fost un an chiar bun..si plin. Stateam azi si ma gandeam..cand a trecut 2008?! Parca acum 2 zile sarbatoream revelionul trecut( revelion de la care am plecat pe la 1 si umatate pentru ca aveam febra 39 :)) ). A fost un an de trecere..cu pregatiri, bac, admitere..muuuulte multe emotii, multe asteptari, multe praguri de pasit. A fost chiar frumos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu imi doresc un an 2009 cel putin la fel de plin ca 2008, bineinteles MAI BUN(pentru ca intotdeauna e loc de mai bine ;)) ). Va doresc si voua un an la fel de bun cum a fost pentru mine 2008, va doresc ...tot ce va doriti voi :D La Multi Ani!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trecand peste toate dulcegariile care vin "la pachet" cu anul nou..mai raman intrebarile: eu unde fac revelionul? cu cine? cu ce ma imbrac ? cum sa "desenez"? Si ca in fiecare an revelionul iese foarte frumos indiferent unde il faci : acasa, cu prietenii..la munte..LA MARE (chiar..2010 il facem la mare?:D). Ideea e sa fie muulte poze :D Ca sa iti aduci aminte foarte bine de momentele astea. CRed ca v-ati prins ca post-ul asta nu are nici un inceput si nici un sfarsit, dar simt nevoia sa scriu...n-am mai simtit asta de mult si am vrut sa fructific lucrul asta. Desi am cautat un subiect interesant..a fost de prisos. Pana la urma e blogul meu si am voie sa scriu ce vreau pe el :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In final va mai urez inca odata toate cele bune de anul nou si distractie placuta de anul nou oriunde l-ati face! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Poate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6500173925714543011-384844089260335125?l=franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/feeds/384844089260335125/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6500173925714543011&amp;postID=384844089260335125' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/384844089260335125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/384844089260335125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/2008/12/vine-noul.html' title='Vine noul an...'/><author><name>BLonda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776109759867582414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500173925714543011.post-1422374840306694052</id><published>2008-12-26T03:41:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T03:42:21.074+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ca de Craciun! ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hZhoF9Isf0o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hZhoF9Isf0o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6500173925714543011-1422374840306694052?l=franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/feeds/1422374840306694052/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6500173925714543011&amp;postID=1422374840306694052' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/1422374840306694052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/1422374840306694052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/2008/12/ca-de-craciun.html' title='Ca de Craciun! ;)'/><author><name>BLonda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776109759867582414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500173925714543011.post-7033101601978134772</id><published>2008-10-24T14:54:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T15:04:10.745+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medicina'/><title type='text'>imi place</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Probabil ca multi se intreaba daca imi place sau nu la facultate, tinand cont ca am asteptat foarte mult sa ajung aici si lumea care ma cunoaste a facut cunostinta indeajuns cu entuziasmul meu :) Raspunsul este simplu: da, imi place :D In prima zi am avut un oarecare soc :)) in momentul cand am vazut cata lumea se imbulzea sa vada seriile, grupele, sa se gaseasca pe lista, sa se inscrie apoi si multe altele. Am invatat ca trebuie sa ai rabdare :)) muuulta rabdare sa astepti la toate cozile posibile si imposibile (pana si la toaleta ;) ), dar imi place. Studiez numai materiile la care invat cu placere fiind scutita de tot ce insemna in liceu geografie, istorie, filozofie si alte chestii. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Am trecut cu bine si peste primul colocviu la antomie, dar pana nu voi da un examen probabil k nu voi putea spune foarte bine ce inseamna sa fii student la medicina si cat ai de invatat. E mult oricum dar, pentru moment (si ma repet pt a mia oara) imi place :P Sper sa raman cu aceasta impresie mult timp de acum inainte si sa nu se diminueze entuziasmul pe care la ora actuala il am :&lt;/span&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6500173925714543011-7033101601978134772?l=franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/feeds/7033101601978134772/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6500173925714543011&amp;postID=7033101601978134772' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/7033101601978134772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/7033101601978134772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/2008/10/imi-place.html' title='imi place'/><author><name>BLonda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776109759867582414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500173925714543011.post-4410431697979456065</id><published>2008-08-28T17:52:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T17:54:53.740+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mircea badea'/><title type='text'>Cum sa agati corect pe hi5</title><content type='html'>Badea again :P&lt;br /&gt;partea I:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gE95ExM0UX0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gE95ExM0UX0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Partea a II-a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SumGVWPVgeE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SumGVWPVgeE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6500173925714543011-4410431697979456065?l=franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/feeds/4410431697979456065/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6500173925714543011&amp;postID=4410431697979456065' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/4410431697979456065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/4410431697979456065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/2008/08/cum-sa-agati-corect-pe-hi5.html' title='Cum sa agati corect pe hi5'/><author><name>BLonda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776109759867582414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500173925714543011.post-788127325353755223</id><published>2008-08-28T14:33:00.007+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T14:58:18.509+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mircea badea'/><title type='text'>emo</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/khGNXY6D0k4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/khGNXY6D0k4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pentru ca este Mircea Badea...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;si ca bonus inca un filmulet cu un interviu luat de realitatea TV unui astfel de tzanc care pe deaspura se declara si student..la psihologie. Pentru ca oricine are dreptul la replica :)) :&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rEhXAZ3zKHc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rEhXAZ3zKHc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cei de la PRO TV vin si ei cu un reportaj&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/m3OOcpSZvW4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/m3OOcpSZvW4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;un mic bonus..sa vedeti ca lumea chiar este interesata sa adopte acest stil :&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2QlfWLVn08c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2QlfWLVn08c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6500173925714543011-788127325353755223?l=franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/feeds/788127325353755223/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6500173925714543011&amp;postID=788127325353755223' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/788127325353755223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/788127325353755223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/2008/08/mircea-badea.html' title='emo'/><author><name>BLonda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776109759867582414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500173925714543011.post-4351341099988520051</id><published>2008-07-24T23:30:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T23:33:38.108+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='examen'/><title type='text'>medicina</title><content type='html'>buget! medicina generala :D 81 :D:D:D:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6500173925714543011-4351341099988520051?l=franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/feeds/4351341099988520051/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6500173925714543011&amp;postID=4351341099988520051' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/4351341099988520051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/4351341099988520051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/2008/07/medicina.html' title='medicina'/><author><name>BLonda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776109759867582414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500173925714543011.post-5141452297091207311</id><published>2008-07-07T16:09:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T16:12:22.323+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='examen'/><title type='text'>bac 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;putin dezamagita de nota la limba romana. In rest sunt multumita..e cam la cat ma asteptam :) 8,85 la romana, 8 la mate si 9 la bio. Media 9,3 E bine totusi :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Imi vad de admitere, bafta si voua si felicitari pentru bac (cei care ati dat ;) )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6500173925714543011-5141452297091207311?l=franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/feeds/5141452297091207311/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6500173925714543011&amp;postID=5141452297091207311' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/5141452297091207311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/5141452297091207311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/2008/07/bac-2008.html' title='bac 2008'/><author><name>BLonda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776109759867582414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500173925714543011.post-2328739791187051612</id><published>2008-06-29T00:34:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T00:40:14.165+03:00</updated><title type='text'>uita-te atent ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5P4ZQvuebI/SGavizv0OTI/AAAAAAAAAEs/5lbwY25dmSA/s1600-h/2464085183_0243043c7f_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217050230896474418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5P4ZQvuebI/SGavizv0OTI/AAAAAAAAAEs/5lbwY25dmSA/s400/2464085183_0243043c7f_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You saw a couple in an intimate love position, right? Interestingly, research has shown that young children cannot identify the intimate couple because they do not have prior memory associated with such a scenario.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What they will see, however, is nine (small &amp;amp; black) dolphins in the picture!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I guess we’ve already proven you’re not a young innocent child. Now, if it’s hard for you to find the dolphins within 6 seconds, your mind is SO corrupted that you probably need help!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, here’s help: look at the space between her right arm and her head, the tail is on her neck, follow it up. Look at her left hip, follow the shaded part down, it’s another one, and on his shoulder..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;am lasat textul in engleza..pentru ca asa era originalul :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6500173925714543011-2328739791187051612?l=franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/feeds/2328739791187051612/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6500173925714543011&amp;postID=2328739791187051612' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/2328739791187051612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/2328739791187051612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/2008/06/uita-te-atent.html' title='uita-te atent ;)'/><author><name>BLonda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776109759867582414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5P4ZQvuebI/SGavizv0OTI/AAAAAAAAAEs/5lbwY25dmSA/s72-c/2464085183_0243043c7f_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500173925714543011.post-5393267650912425860</id><published>2008-06-28T15:11:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T15:13:05.824+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cocncurs'/><title type='text'>ajutati</title><content type='html'>ajutati-ma sa parcurg muuulti km :D nu trebuie decats a dati click pe linkul urmator:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.i-guide.ro/extrem/elaela.html"&gt;http://www.i-guide.ro/extrem/elaela.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6500173925714543011-5393267650912425860?l=franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/feeds/5393267650912425860/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6500173925714543011&amp;postID=5393267650912425860' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/5393267650912425860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/5393267650912425860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/2008/06/ajutati.html' title='ajutati'/><author><name>BLonda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776109759867582414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500173925714543011.post-6069710222519901145</id><published>2008-06-27T15:13:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T15:18:42.953+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='examen'/><title type='text'>basmul</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;cum sa pice basmul? Deci..cum sa pice basmul???:)) AI sentimentul ca ai invatat 4 ani degeaba, dar oricum e bine :D Razi tu razi..Harap-Alb , dar mai bine sa razi dupa ce vezi nota :P Oricum..e bine :D A trecut jumate din bac si ma simt muuult mai bine :D Bafta la mate, ne vedem marti! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;P.S. chiar 10 pagini am scris ;))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6500173925714543011-6069710222519901145?l=franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/feeds/6069710222519901145/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6500173925714543011&amp;postID=6069710222519901145' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/6069710222519901145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/6069710222519901145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/2008/06/basmul.html' title='basmul'/><author><name>BLonda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776109759867582414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500173925714543011.post-718246873637728544</id><published>2008-06-26T23:35:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T23:46:05.664+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='morcovi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romana'/><title type='text'>romana romana si iar romana</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;trebuie sa scriu. simt nevoia sa scriu..de parca maine situatia nu imi va oferi o astfel de satisfactie..si inca cum..cred ca fara 10 pagini scrise nu plec de acolo :)) si totusi nu inteleg de ce vreau sa scriu atat de mult..poate din cauza faptului ca stiu gradul de pregatire pe acre il am la ora actuala si ma lamentez ca as putea rezolva prin exprimare..de parca al meu corector ar intra aici si ar vedea ca pot sa scriu...numai ca am avut ghinion. Imi vine sa scriu despre Sara pe Deal de Eminescu si sa spun lumii intregi ca aceasta poezie nu este atceva decat emotia adolescentului in preajma unei prime intalniri...si ca nu exista nici un sens ascuns in aceatsa poezie ca nu cauta nimeni nici o muzica a sferelor..nici o armonie cu natura...etc. Desigur, interpretarea e frumoasa, dar eu, ca lector inocent..asta vad, asta aud..asta reusesc sa disting in randurile aceste poezii. Dar nu pica Eminescu. Daca pica Baltagul..rad...rad cu gura pana la urechi pentru ca voi avea imoresia ca nu trebuia sa ma mai duc 4 ani de zile la scoala dat fiind ca Baltagul il stiu si acum pentru ca l-am avut la capacitate. Voi avea un sentiment de inutilitate al scolii...nu ca n-ar fi real, in fine. Si? Daca pica Iona..sunt in stare sa filosofez dimineatza pe tema existentei umane? Nu. Filosofezi cand iti vine sa filosofezi..nu la comanda. La urma urmei bacul asta nu reflecta aproape nimic. Este parerea subiectiva a unor persoane despre felul in care gandeste un elev. Elevul care da bac-ul ar trebui sa stie citate(eu nuj), definitii(nici d'alea), curente (ei..) si multe alte lucruri. :D Deci...cu plantatie inainte mars, bafta maine sa ne auzim cu bine sambata ceaallta la note ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6500173925714543011-718246873637728544?l=franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/feeds/718246873637728544/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6500173925714543011&amp;postID=718246873637728544' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/718246873637728544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/718246873637728544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/2008/06/trebuie-sa-scriu.html' title='romana romana si iar romana'/><author><name>BLonda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776109759867582414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500173925714543011.post-1174877236454553576</id><published>2008-06-26T12:57:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T19:38:05.999+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='examen'/><title type='text'>inglish oral</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;10 mah 10 ;)) ca toata lumea de altfel ..2 down 4 to go :-s&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6500173925714543011-1174877236454553576?l=franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/feeds/1174877236454553576/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6500173925714543011&amp;postID=1174877236454553576' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/1174877236454553576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/1174877236454553576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/2008/06/oral-inglish.html' title='inglish oral'/><author><name>BLonda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776109759867582414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500173925714543011.post-978489931251139314</id><published>2008-06-25T21:53:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T20:15:23.915+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='morcovi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='examen'/><title type='text'>morcovi?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;morcovi shmorcovi :)) imi imaginam ca voi fi muult mai stresata in aceasta perioada. Inafara de faptul ca nu potr adormi inainte de ora 3 nu era o noutate nici inainte de a avea bacu-ul deci lucrurile stau ca inainte..mai putin faptul ca inainte..DACA vroiam as adorm inainte de ora 3 puteam ..acum nu prea :), ei asta este..mai e mai putin de o luna si scap de toate si de tot ;)). Engleza maine apoi romana scris, mate...bio si sport si gata :D. Suna atat de simplu..parca nici nu iti vine sa crezi ca te pregatesti (teoretic) 4 ani de zile..ca doar bac-ul se da din materia celor 4 ani:) Bafta tutoror sa luam note cat mai mari si sa ne vedem dupa aceea cu bine ;))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6500173925714543011-978489931251139314?l=franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/feeds/978489931251139314/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6500173925714543011&amp;postID=978489931251139314' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/978489931251139314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/978489931251139314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/2008/06/morcovi.html' title='morcovi?'/><author><name>BLonda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776109759867582414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500173925714543011.post-7353107171254426932</id><published>2008-06-24T23:59:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T20:00:52.109+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='examen'/><title type='text'>romana oral</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;uf..a trecut si asta..10 :D sa vedem urmatoarele :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6500173925714543011-7353107171254426932?l=franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/feeds/7353107171254426932/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6500173925714543011&amp;postID=7353107171254426932' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/7353107171254426932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/7353107171254426932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/2008/06/romana-oral.html' title='romana oral'/><author><name>BLonda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776109759867582414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500173925714543011.post-7521619496831570101</id><published>2008-06-15T21:47:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T20:01:22.440+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bacovia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='examen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interpretare'/><title type='text'>Bacovia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;inchid ochii si si incerc sa ma uit fictiv in jur, sa imi imaginez cadrul pe care Bacovia a incercat sa il descrie in &lt;em&gt;Plumb. &lt;/em&gt;Bineinteles, la nivel de imagine. Ma vad ..in cimitir, iar timpul sta in loc, ca si cum o pala de vant a incremenit si ea, la fel ca in imaginile cu efect &lt;em&gt;sepia &lt;/em&gt;din cartile vechi. Iar repetarea obsesiva a termenului plumb imi creaza o mare stare de disconfort, de greutate si apasare sufleteasca incununata de imaginea "aripi de plumb" care reprezinta esecul absolut, neputinta de a te mai ridica, constintizezi cat de tare esti prins in cotidian. Ma gandesc la o ..extrapolare in spatiul citadin de astazi, o fotografie intr-un loc foarte aglomerat, o lume in perpetua miscare..inghetata. Iar unul singur se plimba printre statui, ca un suflet ratacitor pe pamant, incapabil de a-si scutura aripile de plumb pentru a pleca, pentru a se elibera. Si apoi revin la poezie, si tot ce imi vine in cap este pala aceea de vant impietrita si linistea mormantala determinata de ea, de florile odinioara tinere, parfumate..degradate, uscate..o lume uniformizata, o lume uniforma...o lume in degradare, in descompunere, o lume in care nimeni nu poate iesi in fata cu ceva nou, o lume in care pana si "amorul" este de plumb, pana si iubirea care practic ar trebui sa iti dea putere, pana si ea a cedat, s-a transformat in plumb...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6500173925714543011-7521619496831570101?l=franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/feeds/7521619496831570101/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6500173925714543011&amp;postID=7521619496831570101' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/7521619496831570101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/7521619496831570101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/2008/06/bacovia.html' title='Bacovia'/><author><name>BLonda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776109759867582414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500173925714543011.post-8289361928840024102</id><published>2008-06-02T23:35:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T20:10:59.726+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pitzi'/><title type='text'>pitzi revine</title><content type='html'>a revenit ! a revenit! ! :D Pitzipoance ...beware &gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6500173925714543011-8289361928840024102?l=franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/feeds/8289361928840024102/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6500173925714543011&amp;postID=8289361928840024102' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/8289361928840024102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/8289361928840024102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/2008/06/pitzi-revine.html' title='pitzi revine'/><author><name>BLonda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776109759867582414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500173925714543011.post-7773233993363092413</id><published>2008-06-02T15:47:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T20:11:29.234+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pitzi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hacked'/><title type='text'>hacked!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5P4ZQvuebI/SEPsNIWzlSI/AAAAAAAAAD0/EQQnXCiRo50/s1600-h/F%C4%83r%C4%83+titlu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207265304496018722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5P4ZQvuebI/SEPsNIWzlSI/AAAAAAAAAD0/EQQnXCiRo50/s400/F%C4%83r%C4%83+titlu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hacked! x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6500173925714543011-7773233993363092413?l=franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/feeds/7773233993363092413/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6500173925714543011&amp;postID=7773233993363092413' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/7773233993363092413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/7773233993363092413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/2008/06/hacked.html' title='hacked!'/><author><name>BLonda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776109759867582414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5P4ZQvuebI/SEPsNIWzlSI/AAAAAAAAAD0/EQQnXCiRo50/s72-c/F%C4%83r%C4%83+titlu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500173925714543011.post-5836012590085220455</id><published>2008-05-27T12:32:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T20:13:06.743+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pitzi'/><title type='text'>http://pitzipoanca.org</title><content type='html'>Umblam pe net si din greseala am dat peste site-ul asta. In prima faza am zis ca nu e cine stie ce, si uite ca am ajuns oarecum dependenta de el. Merita incercat ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6500173925714543011-5836012590085220455?l=franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/feeds/5836012590085220455/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6500173925714543011&amp;postID=5836012590085220455' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/5836012590085220455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/5836012590085220455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/2008/05/httppitzipoancaorg.html' title='http://pitzipoanca.org'/><author><name>BLonda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776109759867582414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500173925714543011.post-6164469752370163113</id><published>2008-05-22T16:23:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T20:13:30.739+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medicina'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>imi schimb profesia...vreau sa tai oameni..pazea!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6500173925714543011-6164469752370163113?l=franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/feeds/6164469752370163113/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6500173925714543011&amp;postID=6164469752370163113' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/6164469752370163113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/6164469752370163113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/2008/05/imi-schimb-profesia.html' title=''/><author><name>BLonda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776109759867582414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500173925714543011.post-9008702388054919661</id><published>2008-05-12T21:22:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T20:14:18.072+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aberatii'/><title type='text'>azi cerul</title><content type='html'>azi cerul forma cute, iar cutele erau norii&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6500173925714543011-9008702388054919661?l=franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/feeds/9008702388054919661/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6500173925714543011&amp;postID=9008702388054919661' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/9008702388054919661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/9008702388054919661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/2008/05/azi-cerul.html' title='azi cerul'/><author><name>BLonda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776109759867582414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500173925714543011.post-3124478604244251134</id><published>2008-05-01T13:25:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T20:14:40.132+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aberatii'/><title type='text'>o lume...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Incepusem sa ma cufund intr-o lume pe care nu o mai recunosteam, pe care nu o intelegeam, in care nu ma regaseam. M-am asezat rapid in primul loc in care am gasit putina caldura si am ramas acolo, desi nu imi placea neaaparat. In sfarsit observ acest lucru. Observ ca nu imi place. Ma ridic si ma uit in jur. Constat cu stupoare ca exista si alte locuri chiar mai calde decat al meu. Ma desprind greu. Poate prea greu, dar ma desprind totusi. Aici nu sunt "eu". Ma regasesc pe mine, incep sa imi recunosc reflexia in oglinda, devin iarasi eu, dar doare. Parca cineva te loveste cand esti deja jos, nu iti lasa timpul necesar sa te ridici. Nu iti da voie sa te refaci, sa deschizi ochii indeajuns de larg pentru a putea recunoaste ceea ce este in jurul tau. Asa se intampla cand te prind norisorii si te ridica prea sus, pana dai cu capul de tavan, iar atunci cazi. Durerea devine maturizare. Trist. Constat ca aceasta maturizare altii o aveau deja. Si mai trist. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6500173925714543011-3124478604244251134?l=franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/feeds/3124478604244251134/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6500173925714543011&amp;postID=3124478604244251134' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/3124478604244251134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/3124478604244251134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/2008/05/o-lume.html' title='o lume...'/><author><name>BLonda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776109759867582414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500173925714543011.post-2278153279903772838</id><published>2008-05-01T12:20:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T20:15:08.794+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='morcovi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='examen'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;Spun ca sunt relaxata, ca nu am emotii si tot tacamul, dar ma umfla rasul cand propria mea minte ma tradeaza :)) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;Deja a inceput sa ma bombardeze, pe timp de noapte bieninteles, ca o lasa :)), cu vise in care ma ratacesc la metrou, merg in directia gresita, ma pierd, vad autopsii iar organele nu sunt la locul lor ..e o nebunie. Ma bucur totusi ca il pot numi cosmar doar pe acela in care ma ratacesc in Bucuresti. Se apropie...se apropie timpul cu pasi repezi. Eu una nu imi dau seama ce las in urma, daca o sa imi fie dor de oras..sincer eu nu cred, dar mai stii...de fiecare data cand vin de la Buzau acasa parca miroase altfel ;)) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;Ce atata vorbarie. Sa trecem intai de Bac, de admitere si apoi mai vedem ce mai facem:P mare, scoala de soferi..mai e mult pana la bucuresti :)) [si totusi de ce nu am cosmare ca nu schimb vitezele cum trebuie :-??]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6500173925714543011-2278153279903772838?l=franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/feeds/2278153279903772838/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6500173925714543011&amp;postID=2278153279903772838' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/2278153279903772838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/2278153279903772838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/2008/05/spun-ca-sunt-relaxata-ca-nu-am-emotii.html' title=''/><author><name>BLonda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776109759867582414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500173925714543011.post-2779406939239092467</id><published>2008-02-07T14:37:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T20:15:48.586+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aberatii'/><title type='text'>ceea ce este important..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;toata viatza cei din jur si chiar noi insine ne pregatim pentru..viata..cum sa ne comportam, cum sa ne controlam, cum sa vorbim, invatam cum sa ne castigam exsitenta...sa nu traim din banii parintilor la nesfarsit. Toate acestea paradoxal trebuie sa fie intregite de o viata familiala normala. Ti se va spune, copilule, ca la un moment dat vei cunoaste pe cineva si vei STI ca acela sau acea este "the one".&lt;br /&gt;Facem 12 ani de scoala, x ani de facultate totul pentru a ne pregati pentru ce av urma, scuzati repetitia, si totusi ceea ce este cu adevarat important este lasat in voia sortii, este lasat la vorba, aparent simpla, "vei sti". Poti fi sigur ca vei sti vreodata..evident ca nu, porcarii de genu..pentru fiecare este cineva nu pot fi decat aberatii..si totusi ne face o deosebita palcere sa credeam aceste aberatii, sa ne bazam pe ele spunand.."dar daca este asa?..". Intradevar nu cunoastem indeajuns omul pentru a spune ca lucrurile astea nu sunt reale..insa..nu stiu ....&lt;br /&gt;Ajungi o persoana de succes, bani, casa, confort cat cuprinde..pentru asta inveti, pentru asta te pregatesti..si degeaba..nu ai restul, nu ai nimic...de ce nu exista cineva care ne invata sa iubim?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6500173925714543011-2779406939239092467?l=franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/feeds/2779406939239092467/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6500173925714543011&amp;postID=2779406939239092467' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/2779406939239092467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/2779406939239092467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/2008/02/ceea-ce-este-important.html' title='ceea ce este important..'/><author><name>BLonda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776109759867582414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500173925714543011.post-395454019467031565</id><published>2008-01-29T19:56:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T20:16:19.965+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='morcovi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aberatii'/><title type='text'>vreau sa vad in viitor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ce misto cred ca este sa poti vedea viitorul..sa fii apt de a-l schimba daca nu iti convine..e un paradox..bla bla..iar o dau in filosofie..si nu intereseaza pe nimeni...si totusi eu vreau sa vad cum voi fi peste 10 ani, sunt tare curioasa cum voi gandi atunci interesandu-ma mai mult decat ce voi fi si act voi castiga. vreau sa ma vad pe mine..sa se intample totul ca in filme si sa aiba viata mea un happy-end..sau am rog fiecare secventa din viata mea un happy -end nu numai viata in sine. si iar o dau in filosofie...sau ma rog..peudo-filosofie..cine sunt eu ca sa afc filosofie [8-]. probabil ca vorbeste frica din mine, teama de a esua pe un oarecare plan cariera , iubire, familie, maturizare..si altele, dar probabil k asta ni se intampla tuturor si nu odata ..de nenumarate ori la fiecare "hop" intalnit. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sincer..astept cu nerabdare sa inceapa aceasta "viata noua" de student..sa fiu libera, sa fac ce vreau, sa nu ii pese nimanui daca am ajuns acasa la 12 sau la 3. Are totusi si tipul asta de viata dezavantajele sale...nu vreau sa le vad acum pentru ca la urma urmei sunt o adolescenta cu anumite parti ale creierului inhibate si am curajul sa afc mai multe decat ar face un adult [discovery-ul asta :))]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6500173925714543011-395454019467031565?l=franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/feeds/395454019467031565/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6500173925714543011&amp;postID=395454019467031565' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/395454019467031565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/395454019467031565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/2008/01/vreau-sa-vad-in-viitor.html' title='vreau sa vad in viitor'/><author><name>BLonda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776109759867582414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500173925714543011.post-6950690478050381033</id><published>2008-01-18T16:45:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T20:16:42.324+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drepturi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alocatie'/><title type='text'>Petitie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.petitieonline.ro/petitie/alocatii_si_pentru_elevii_de_peste_18_ani_-p68810048.html"&gt;http://www.petitieonline.ro/petitie/alocatii_si_pentru_elevii_de_peste_18_ani_-p68810048.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semnati! pentru a primi si noi alocatii!! Amaratii de elevi de clasa a XI-a care au implinit 18 ani, cei de clasa a 12-a si cei de a 13-a la ruta progresiva..toti am ramas fara...25 de lei pe luna..de ce?! :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6500173925714543011-6950690478050381033?l=franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/feeds/6950690478050381033/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6500173925714543011&amp;postID=6950690478050381033' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/6950690478050381033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/6950690478050381033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/2008/01/petitie.html' title='Petitie'/><author><name>BLonda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776109759867582414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500173925714543011.post-4816387552172112679</id><published>2008-01-12T17:36:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T20:17:04.063+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medicina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filme'/><title type='text'>House M. D.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.agdesktop.com/wallpapers%5Ctelefilm%5Cdr_house%5Cdr_house-cast-0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.agdesktop.com/wallpapers%5Ctelefilm%5Cdr_house%5Cdr_house-cast-0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;De curand am descoperit ac pe 2 posturi se difuzeaza in paralele acelasi serial..de 2 ori pe saptamana pe tvr1 iar pe axn in fiecare zi. doamne..inseamna ca trebuie sa fie ceva cu serialul asta daca e difuzat in stilul asta. si am zis sa ma uit si eu...am dat peste un sarcasm iesit din comun. Imi place serialul la nebunie si se pare ca nu numai mie :)) in timp ce pe posturile noatre se difuzeaza sfarsitul primului sezon, inafara au ajuns la ce-l de-al IV-lea pe la inceput. Ce imi place cel mai tare este scenaristul care "stie sa scrie" :)) si faptul ca actorul principal este englez desi in film joaca foarte bine rolul unui american :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;House-ism-e :P aici :&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=97oC0EqwOxo"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=97oC0EqwOxo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6500173925714543011-4816387552172112679?l=franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/feeds/4816387552172112679/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6500173925714543011&amp;postID=4816387552172112679' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/4816387552172112679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/4816387552172112679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/2008/01/house-m-d.html' title='House M. D.'/><author><name>BLonda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776109759867582414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500173925714543011.post-563908683928603276</id><published>2008-01-12T16:52:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T20:17:32.853+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='morcovi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aberatii'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Uite stau si ascult o melodie...o melodie de care imi amintesc periodic si apoi uit de ea. E una adusa intr-o zi la ascoala de un prof de franceza "Michelle". Desi melodia este in franceza este una dintre putinele care imi face placere sa le ascult..mi se pare ..elegant. Si totusi ritmul relativ lent al ei ma face sa ma gandesc la mine la anul asta, la cat ne maturizam sau al cat ne prostim, la cat timp pierdem timp peste acre vom varsa lacrimi la anul daca nu reusim sa ne atingem scopul prestabilit la sfarsit de an 2007. Pierdem vremea cu filme..seriale..stat pe blog, hi5, mess sau pur si simplu hoinarind pe meleagurile binecuvantatei tehnologii..de parca ne-ar folosi la ceva..da..poate...dar cu siguranta daca am folosi acest timp sa dormim ar fi cu mult mai bine. Pe de alta parte imi palce sa pierd vremea..sa nu fac nimic si totusi sa am confortul k cineva imi da bani, mancare, haine si alte porcarii atat de necesare. La anul o sa fie si mai frumos..o sa iti dea altcineva tot de ce ai nevoie..si nici macar nu va trebui sa asculti de ei...o sa imi faca placere sa vad ce a ajuns fiecare la anul :P unde a intrat, inclusiv pe mine :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6500173925714543011-563908683928603276?l=franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/feeds/563908683928603276/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6500173925714543011&amp;postID=563908683928603276' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/563908683928603276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/563908683928603276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/2008/01/uite-stau-si-ascult-o-melodie.html' title=''/><author><name>BLonda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776109759867582414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500173925714543011.post-2906592188475548930</id><published>2008-01-08T16:48:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T20:18:17.602+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aberatii'/><title type='text'>acum inteleg</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;acum inteleg tot. acum inteleg de ce, acum inteleg cand va mai fi si acum inteleg de ce toate asa sunt facute sa fie pentru ca eu sa pot intelege intr-un final. mi-a luat cam mult..poate prea mult sa vad ceea ce aceia din jur inca neaga. refuzam sa ma cunoasc, refuzam purul adevar si intr-un sfarsit cred eu ca am taria sa spun NU, sa spun gata. ma cunosc. sunt libera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6500173925714543011-2906592188475548930?l=franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/feeds/2906592188475548930/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6500173925714543011&amp;postID=2906592188475548930' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/2906592188475548930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/2906592188475548930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/2008/01/acum-inteleg.html' title='acum inteleg'/><author><name>BLonda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776109759867582414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500173925714543011.post-2909883517768188130</id><published>2008-01-08T16:45:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T20:18:38.299+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aberatii'/><title type='text'>ele</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.writeintoyourlife.com/files/u4/tears_and_eye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 92px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" height="168" alt="" src="http://www.writeintoyourlife.com/files/u4/tears_and_eye.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ma intreb ce am facut? ma intreb de ce? ma intreb cu ce scop..si parca dupa toate astea lucrurile se leaga..nu mai exista de ce -uri dar nici explicatii. doar exista. ma ajuta sau ma impiedica? c&lt;a href="http://www.writeintoyourlife.com/files/u4/tears_and_eye.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;eva ce nu era menit sa fie ma preseaza pana la un strigat ..mut. nu ma aude nimeni. nu trebuie sa ma auda nimeni, in fond ce ar intelege, cine ar putea sa vada frecventa pe care merg? astept..sa iasa..sa vad..cine. fierbinti ies ele dinauntru sa arate lumii ce sunt eu, ele, singurele care au ramas sa ma cunoasca, care deja ma cunosc. doar ele. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6500173925714543011-2909883517768188130?l=franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/feeds/2909883517768188130/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6500173925714543011&amp;postID=2909883517768188130' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/2909883517768188130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/2909883517768188130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/2008/01/ele.html' title='ele'/><author><name>BLonda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776109759867582414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500173925714543011.post-8290134544829238958</id><published>2008-01-08T16:43:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T20:19:01.675+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aberatii'/><title type='text'>musc din copilarie</title><content type='html'>musc cu disperare dintr-un colt al copialriei. musc. poate reusesc sa raman cu un colt..o bucata..o firimitura...cine stie..musc. incerc sa ma regasesc printre jocuri si desene animate. trec pe langa copii cre joaca elastic, sar coarda joaca ascunselea...si ma intreb cand am trecut de la papusi la machia. trece timpul repede, mult prea repede.(" numai pentru noi doi..timpul sa se opreasca intr-o joi..si sa il pacalim sa-i dam drumul din nou si sa o ia din loc doar cind o fi sa ne despartim!"- a venit si vremea asta..trebuie). Trebuie ca timpul sa o ia din loc, sa imi vad de lucrurile marunte care vor contriui la intregul..la intregul care inca nu se vede..doar se contureaza..vag..atat de vag incat imi vine sa mai tin timpul. Imi place asa vag cum este..sa cred ca am lumea la picioare si ca pot face orice...si totusi nu pot..ii dau drumul sa o ia din loc..pentru ca asa trebuie, pentru ca asa e normal. Mai vreau o farama de libertate, o farama din puritatea copilariei.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6500173925714543011-8290134544829238958?l=franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/feeds/8290134544829238958/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6500173925714543011&amp;postID=8290134544829238958' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/8290134544829238958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/8290134544829238958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/2008/01/musc-din-copilarie.html' title='musc din copilarie'/><author><name>BLonda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776109759867582414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500173925714543011.post-4677789354281191634</id><published>2008-01-08T16:38:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T20:19:16.992+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aberatii'/><title type='text'>19</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.pacemicro.com/media/corporate/images/jubilee/19.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pacemicro.com/media/corporate/images/jubilee/19.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 96px; CURSOR: hand" height="73" alt="" src="http://www.pacemicro.com/media/corporate/images/jubilee/19.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sa uitam ziua de 19, sa o stergem din calendar, sa nu mai existe. sa nu maram direct de la 18 la 20. Who needs 19? 18 da..k faci 18 ani, 20 de asemenea pt ca schimbi prefixul..dar 19? nu. nici o semnificatie. suna si urat..19 si totusi e 19. un numar impar si pe deasupra prim ceea ce il face special. Propun sa bagam cifra intr-o cutie, sa o legam cu panglica neagra, sa ii afcem o fundita de cadori si sa o bagam intr-un sertar. Peste e&lt;a href="http://www.pacemicro.com/media/corporate/images/jubilee/19.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a se va aseza praful ani dea randul. O vom scoate in momentul in care praful va fi in deajuns de gros. Atunci vom sufla peste ea, iar suflul va readuce amintiri..placute, praful anihilandu-le pe cele urate..daca au existat. Panglica se va desface..ca si cum am parcurge invers anii ce au trecut si ii vom deschide capacul. Acolo..surpriza..ziua de 19..plange. De ce? Pentru ca nu merita o banala zi un astfel de tratament special. "Eu nu sunt o zi ca oricare alta?" .Nu. si totusiabea atunci ii voi da drumul. Drumul sa zboare spre altcineva, sa faca si pe altcineva fericit asa cum m-a facut odinioara pe mine..19... (19.07.2007)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6500173925714543011-4677789354281191634?l=franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/feeds/4677789354281191634/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6500173925714543011&amp;postID=4677789354281191634' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/4677789354281191634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/4677789354281191634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/2008/01/19.html' title='19'/><author><name>BLonda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776109759867582414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500173925714543011.post-4221880950695582464</id><published>2008-01-08T16:36:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T20:19:39.739+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='citate'/><title type='text'>Octavian Paler</title><content type='html'>"Am invatat ca, daca cineva nu te iubeste cum ai vrea tuNu inseamna ca nu te iubeste din tot sufletul."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6500173925714543011-4221880950695582464?l=franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/feeds/4221880950695582464/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6500173925714543011&amp;postID=4221880950695582464' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/4221880950695582464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/4221880950695582464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/2008/01/octavian-paler.html' title='Octavian Paler'/><author><name>BLonda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776109759867582414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6500173925714543011.post-7546664603853297598</id><published>2008-01-08T16:33:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T20:20:07.217+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aberatii'/><title type='text'>azi.</title><content type='html'>azi...o zi, una. Azi ma intrebam de ce. de ce sunt fraiera. DA! cea mai mare din lume inca. Partea buna e ca mi-am dat seama si pot indrepta :) Nu va chinuiti sa va imaginati de ce zic asa despre mine ca nu are sens..nici seama nu o sa va dati :D Cu toate astea eu sunt cea mai happy persoana din lume!! Nu se poate mai mult de atat :D(desi intotdeauna e loc de mai bine). In orice caz,...eu...eu. (13.08.2006 )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6500173925714543011-7546664603853297598?l=franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/feeds/7546664603853297598/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6500173925714543011&amp;postID=7546664603853297598' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/7546664603853297598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6500173925714543011/posts/default/7546664603853297598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://franturi-de-realitate.blogspot.com/2008/01/azi.html' title='azi.'/><author><name>BLonda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17776109759867582414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
